Lyrics:
these desperate days
I live to be touched by your state of grace
By your state of grace
Moving in circles I'm lost in the darkness
I need a sign to help
monkey do
Tweedle-dee, tweedle-dum
If they really want it bad enough, well, then they gon' come
Now here they come like we expected, now we just set 'em
haskell, juvenile delinquents
Running wild, he sipping on old style
It's profane
Climbing on slow trains
And broken glass
Breathing in smoke clouds
From
go beat it in
Shawty want to suck my meat again
Now shawty want to be my friend
Really I don't want to be her friend
All my niggas go to set it off
chosen
And it seems like fate has spoken
When it seems your faith has broken
By the second, losin' focus
Ain't no way to get off, get off, get off, get
But one little boy who sat by himself
Was reading a letter he had
You could plainly tell by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad
Firm members come out your mouth wrong)
We keepin' it crazy real son on the real
(violate the grand you get split in half)
Son you gonna set it? set it
the world and everything in it
I'm a west side nigga, ego trippin' and walkin' fast
Listenin' so we talkin' in codes to keep 'em off us
Draco, tote it, 36
giraffe necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet
My touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish they last set (come on)
They say you live by the gun, you die
)
Chickens are ice grillin' it
Cops pullin' it over, Jigga react militant
Speed off, officer told me to turn the beat off
I turned it a level higher, then
than the
Dollar bills in your salaries
Snapin' these bitches into reality
Cryin' and pain, blind by the chain
Niggas can't deny the reign
It's a shame
Arthur was born just a plain simple man
In a plain simple working class position
Though the world was hard and its ways were set
He was young
thanks a lot
Come on
Get up off your bended knees
You can set your mind at ease
My temperature's runnin' hot
Oh, I been waiting all night for a bite
At least I'm happy knowing what love is all about
You'll always be a fire I can't put out
Embers to ashes, that's how it should be
You'd think by now my
[Chorus]
I live the life of a thug
Sold many of drugs
Whatever you name it, I've done
Laid a few cats down
I'm on some new shit now
I tell you
Juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, Baby, he live on chrome
My
niggas ain't playin'
Got my first choppa for a bill 50 (mane)
Mane I wish that bitch was still with me
As a juvenile, hid it by the club
Got
We're gonna do this right, do this right.
Set it off!!
Just set it off, right!
Set it off,
Just set it off, right! Come on!
Set it off,
We
will set off to seek another land
But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me
With implacable sweetness
If each day a flower
and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
look out, well clear the way, 'cause here we come
Stand by for a concussion
The men eat fire, sleep on nails and saw their wives in half
It seems
Its the addict trying to turn his life around
Its pickin' yourself up off the ground
When you've been knocked down
We carry on
When our lives come
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
right
And if my instinct proved me wrong
The angel set it right
And if my instinct proved me wrong
The angel set it right
I have a guardian angel
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